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Joseph Watson (ed.) Todd Sturtevant Virginia Faust
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EDITORIAL OFFICE OF
THE ATLANTIC MONTHLY,
BOSTON.
Oct. 11, 1880
My dear Stedman:
I am glad you think of letting
me have a poem for January. Please send
it as early in November as possible.
Forty-seven? That is too bad!
You owe it - to your friends to remain young. It
is a sort of treason to his contempories
when a man suffers him-
self to be dragged on toward
fifty at this rate - How am
I to continue twenty-seven
if you keep on?
Yours ever
W. D. Howells.